Montcerf Upholstered Quotes & Sayings

ROMANCE, n. Fiction that owes no allegiance to the God of Things as They Are. In the novel the writer's thought is tethered to probability, but in romance it ranges at will over the entire region of the imagination ... — Ambrose Bierce

The characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. Past events are described in a fictitious manner, future events are described as they will indeed occur, unless they are disrupted by historical agitators, which is beyond the author's control. For now. — Thomas Mullen

A sensible way to begin a discussion of that greater good is to focus on the current conditions within the human family and on the state of the larger living world. — Robert Jensen

Griddle cakes, pancakes, hot cakes, flapjacks: why are there four names for grilled batter and only one word for love? — George Carlin

Lungs but could, conceivably, struggle along indefinitely — John Green

Sights, smells, temperature changes - all sorts of stuff. We notice it without consciously thinking about it. He says we may not be paying attention, but our brains are recording and processing it all the same, and these ... these observations, or whatever you want to call them, make up a pattern. So if you're good with patterns, the way Mr. Benedict says I am, you can sometimes predict things. — Trenton Lee Stewart

Youth is not the era of wisdom; let us therefore have due consideration. — Antoine Rivarol

Language is present in a piece of work like the sea in a single drop. — Kato Lomb

Man, says Protagoras, now has the wisdom necessary for life ... but he does not have political wisdom. At this point, people are living spread out and hence are at the mercy of stronger animals, who begin killing them off ... They seek to save themselves from the beasts by banding together and forming cities. But they do injustice to one another, at such close quarters, because they lack the political art. So, dispersed once more, they begin perishing again. — Paul-Ludwig Landsberg